Sailing In the Fog

As we sail across the sea
A dense fog appears to me
With the wind sightly blowing
Your sail makes the mast stand tall

I see your beauty down below
My cabin will fill your soul
The arch of your sail as the wind blows
Creates this movement of my ship

Moving faster through the sea
While the waves move so gently
As the water splashes into your ship
It brings a great peace to me

Our ship will always sail on coarse
My compass will navigate straight
It always leads me to the bottom
Of your happiness in the fog
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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January 28, 2019 at 4:15 PM
Hi Bobby, I found this write to be very romantic. I will never think of "being in the fog" the way.You painted such a lovely picture and view with words. I enjoyed what I saw. Well done:-) Alexis
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January 28, 2019 at 1:00 PM
Oh that last stanza so wonderful, I too am happy in the fog!
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January 28, 2019 at 1:11 PM
Thank you Michelle!! yes, the fog does make one happy so true, :-)
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